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Katsumi Richards - Is This the Life? (feat. Ylyric) Lyrics



Katsumi Richards - Is This the Life? (feat. Ylyric) Lyrics




There's heretics playing politics
And everyone's in the thick of it
All I see is advertisements
But all I buy is cigarettes

I stay woke
But I'm half asleep
My hands are stiff
And my knees are weak
My mind's racing like it's aiming for a winning streak
But it passes everything it seeks

Everyone wants to skip town
They'd rather see it all burn down
But in the aftermath there's no lost and found
Just what you brought when you got out
Will someone tell me what gives
Is the life we have to live
It just seems so repetitive
From the uppers to the sedatives

How loud will the masses roar
When I scream at the top of my vocal chords
At the BET or Video Awards
I ain't make the plan I'm just playing accord whoa
But they don't want to see me make it there
Cause I'm black this year, they want to make it clear
Control us all like a puppeteer
Had to cut the strings, no puppets here
Raw fire, what a puppet fear
So come and lie I swear
Pinocchio I dare
No pen, no pad, but a new idea
Man I'm tempted to swerve the more I steer
I get selfish the more I share
So keep your two cents I don't need your pair
Cause you couldn't walk a mile in the pair I wear
Yeah a few have stare but they did not fare well, no

Won't somebody help me, tell me
I've been thinking about life and this can't be
No food, no water in the pantry
I've been thinking about moms and my granny
I've been thinking about J and his family
Time's up and I'm about to up the ante
I'ma pull it til this motherf*cker's empty
Swear to God I just want to have a family

Won't somebody help me, tell me
Won't somebody help me, tell me
Won't somebody help me, tell me
Won't somebody help me, tell me

How loud will the masses roar
When I scream at the top of my vocal chords
At the BET or Video Awards
I ain't make the plan I'm just playing accord whoa

We're all walking through a sunken dream
Don't even care what it all means
Just wishin' it was yesterday
When everything was foreplay and gourmet
Should I leave or should I stay
Probably feel the same either way
Will I stay strong or will I break
Some things I just can't leave up to fate
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There's heretics playing politics
And everyone's in the thick of it
All I see is advertisements
But all I buy is cigarettes

I stay woke
But I'm half asleep
My hands are stiff
And my knees are weak
My mind's racing like it's aiming for a winning streak
But it passes everything it seeks

Everyone wants to skip town
They'd rather see it all burn down
But in the aftermath there's no lost and found
Just what you brought when you got out
Will someone tell me what gives
Is the life we have to live
It just seems so repetitive
From the uppers to the sedatives

How loud will the masses roar
When I scream at the top of my vocal chords
At the BET or Video Awards
I ain't make the plan I'm just playing accord whoa
But they don't want to see me make it there
Cause I'm black this year, they want to make it clear
Control us all like a puppeteer
Had to cut the strings, no puppets here
Raw fire, what a puppet fear
So come and lie I swear
Pinocchio I dare
No pen, no pad, but a new idea
Man I'm tempted to swerve the more I steer
I get selfish the more I share
So keep your two cents I don't need your pair
Cause you couldn't walk a mile in the pair I wear
Yeah a few have stare but they did not fare well, no

Won't somebody help me, tell me
I've been thinking about life and this can't be
No food, no water in the pantry
I've been thinking about moms and my granny
I've been thinking about J and his family
Time's up and I'm about to up the ante
I'ma pull it til this motherf*cker's empty
Swear to God I just want to have a family

Won't somebody help me, tell me
Won't somebody help me, tell me
Won't somebody help me, tell me
Won't somebody help me, tell me

How loud will the masses roar
When I scream at the top of my vocal chords
At the BET or Video Awards
I ain't make the plan I'm just playing accord whoa

We're all walking through a sunken dream
Don't even care what it all means
Just wishin' it was yesterday
When everything was foreplay and gourmet
Should I leave or should I stay
Probably feel the same either way
Will I stay strong or will I break
Some things I just can't leave up to fate
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Writer: Katsumi Richards
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Performed By: Katsumi Richards
Length: 4:07
Written by: Katsumi Richards
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